HP: Embrace the Darkness

After drinking and eating, Dumbledore stood up.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

The amplified sound spread throughout the hall, suppressing all other sounds, leaving only the rustling of clothes and the clinking of knives and forks.

Dumbledore looked around the room.

"I'm glad to see you all at Hogwarts. It's a new semester, a new atmosphere, and we still need to know the things we haven't changed, so I ask you to be quiet and give me some time."

The little wizards listened to their principal's funny request, laughed kindly, and then calmed down in a dignified manner.

"First thing, first-year students, please remember that you are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest without permission, otherwise the administrator, Mr. Filch, will punish you in accordance with school regulations."

"The second thing is that Professor Cavendish, who was originally the alchemy professor, had to temporarily leave Hogwarts because of his affairs. The people who took over as the alchemy professors were Professor Gavin and Professor Dewar."

"The third thing is that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be taught by Professor Umbridge sent by the Ministry of Magic."

Sparse applause broke out to symbolically welcome the three new professors.

The applause died down, and Dumbledore spoke of something that many students were more concerned about: "Quidditch——"

His voice broke suddenly.

Everyone looked over in confusion, only to find that Dumbledore was looking at Umbridge with a strange look.

"Ahem, hello everyone."

Umbridge tiptoed down.

Dumbledore remained silent and did not interrupt her.

Most of the other professors on the long table chose to remain silent, but their expressions were weirder than the last, and the things they did when they were surprised were also weirder than the last.

Professor Flitwick mistook pumpkin juice for jam and spread it on the bread. Professor McGonagall looked at Umbridge and drank Professor Flitwick's wine. Professor Sprout moved his knife and fork crookedly and hit McGonagall. On the professor's plate.

The only one who didn't have any accidents was Snape.

The Potions Master maintained his usual rigorous and calm style, thinking very calmly about what price he would have to pay if he stood up and put the plate on Umbridge's pink head.

As if she didn't feel the rejection from everyone, Umbridge smirked at the little wizard below, showing her iconic fangs.

"Oh, I'm really honored to see your little faces. I must tell you that it feels very good to be back at Hogwarts, and the same is true for meeting you. I believe we will become good friends!"

Umbridge tried her best to make her voice gentle, but she overexerted it, and it turned into a sharp and false girlish voice in everyone's ears.

"Oh Merlin, my ears are contaminated!"

Draco was not used to Umbridge at all, and his voice was so loud that even the Slytherins in front heard it and burst into laughter.

Slytherin's laughter caught Umbridge's attention, and the tirade he had prepared was forced to stop.

Before she could target Draco, Gavin, who had been gathering his strength for a long time, finally put down his knife and fork after he was full.

"Pink Toad, what are you doing there? Dewar, at Hogwarts, you still have the habit of professors speaking on behalf of the principal? It seems-"

With Cavendish at his back, Gavin was used to being arrogant. He opened his mouth to attack indiscriminately, but was stopped by Dua's feet.

"The young master went to school here!"

Duva finally understood why Asseth asked him to come here. If Gavin just told him to come here by himself, he could offend everyone in Hogwarts, maybe more than once!

When it came to his own young master, Gavin humbly accepted Dua's lesson, reflected on it, and finally directed all his guns at Umbridge.

"Pink toad, why don't you come down quickly? It looks good to be embarrassed there, right? I know you are ugly, but you don't have to show it to others."

"Pfft-"

Some people couldn't help laughing.

Then, as if a switch was turned on, the hall burst into laughter that could almost lift the roof off.

Draco was the most arrogant among them.

"Hahahaha, Gavin is so good at talking, hahaha. I have to say, his description is really accurate. Hahahaha, why didn't I think of that?"

The professors on the teaching bench also want to laugh, but they are not little wizards and cannot laugh at their colleagues.

So everyone started a new round of strange movements to hide the twitching corners of their mouths.

Professor Flitwick stood directly on the ground, letting the table cover him, and bared his teeth in a silent laugh under the table.

Professor McGonagall turned away without saying anything, looked at Professor Sprout, and his smile became more intense.

They couldn't help it anymore, so each of them took a piece of bread and put it to their lips, pursed their lips and took a bite, using chewing movements to hide the raised corners of their mouths.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald tacitly raised the tea cup, put it to their lips, and repeated the action of drinking tea.

Snape didn't have any scruples about laughing at his colleagues. He smiled openly and maliciously, and his eyes passed over Umbridge's pink sweater, which made the mockery even more serious.

Umbridge was surrounded by everyone's ridicule, her face was ashen, and she wished she could disappear from this world immediately so that she could avoid the humiliation today.

Gavin was very satisfied with the effect he had caused and decided to keep up the good work.

"Hey, why are you still standing there, can't you understand people's words? Come down quickly, don't be embarrassed.?

Umbridge glared at him angrily, but never moved her feet, "Quiet! Quiet!"

She did her best to control the room.

But sometimes I can’t stop laughing.

Helpless, she could only sit on pins and needles and wait for the laughter to pass before continuing to complete the task.

After laughing for a few minutes, everyone got tired of laughing and the laughter gradually stopped.

Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief and continued quickly: "The Ministry of Magic believes that——"

"Stop it, why do you replace the Ministry of Magic?"

Gavin came directly to Umbridge and looked down at the woman who had not yet reached his chest.

After being interrupted twice by Gavin in a row, Umbridge became angry. She suddenly took out a piece of parchment and pointed at the big words on it angrily.

"See clearly, I am a senior investigator appointed by the Ministry of Magic. I can fully represent the Ministry of Magic."

Gavin didn't look at the parchment. He knew better than Umbridge what was going on inside the Ministry of Magic. The parchment was just a letter of appointment written by Fudge himself and did not have the approval of the Ministry of Magic at all.

The Ministry of Magic is now divided into two, with 90% of the officials and power in the hands of Cavendish.

The remaining 10% was caused by Voldemort inserting a few wizards who were not Death Eaters, and Fudge managed to survive in the cracks.

"Are you sure you want to use the letter of appointment to speak?"

Gavin's disdain made Umbridge a little panicked, always feeling that there was something she didn't know.

But now that the arrow was on the string and she had to take action, she gritted her teeth and calmed down.

"Isn't it possible?"